I can't find the words
They're taped to my back
But you're not there to read
No one will catch me when i
Fall into old wounds again
Defeatist but i know myself
Better than anyone else
I can't find the words
My hands turned blue
I'm writing as i walk now
Filled with the inexplicable
Melodies that strangle me
Meltdown, how rude of me
We can pick at my seams
But are they truly mine?
My hands turned blue
Have you ever learnt to lose?
Opportunity presented to you
Am i the man i lament?
I am the frost in your blood